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Qiao Yingying had been lying down, and after her eyes followed his movement for a while, she had a little difficulty looking at it before she remembered that she could sit up. But as soon as her hand was forced, a tingling pain came from the back of her hand, and she couldn't help but hiss.

Guan Mufeng heard the voice and looked over, said "lie down", and went around to the end of the bed and bent down to shake the bed.

Qiao Yingying moved on the bed, straightened her body, blushed and just wanted to thank her, when she saw the needle inserted in the back of her hand, she suddenly felt a chill on her back, and the cold hairs on her body stood up, and she couldn't help but sigh.

"What's wrong?" Guan Mufeng walked to her side in three or two steps.

"Needle... Needles prick in... In the flesh..."Qiao Yingying's scalp was numb, but she couldn't express the fear in her heart. When Li Suxian was hospitalized, she had seen the scene of hanging water many times, but she didn't expect that she would still be so scared when it was her turn.

"Does it hurt?" Guan Mufeng asked with a frown.

"No... It doesn't hurt" Qiao Yingying shook her head, but closed her eyes in fear and tilted her head to the other side.

Guan Mufeng raised his eyebrows slightly, a faint smile crossed his eyes, his eyes searched the ward, and finally fixed on Qiao Yingying's backpack.

Qiao Yingying has the habit of using a handkerchief, and she usually carries it with her. He got up and walked over to unzip his bag, and sure enough, he found a new blue handkerchief in the small bag on the side. He took out his handkerchief and was about to zip it up, when he suddenly noticed something like an envelope in a book, and with a thought, he pulled it out.

Putting the handkerchief on the back of Qiao Yingying's hand, Guan Mufeng sat down on the chair next to him, looking at a powder blue envelope between his slender fingers, and a clear and playful smile flashed in his inky eyes.

"Who sent this?" he asked faintly.

The back of his hand was covered, Qiao Yingying really felt much better, seeing the envelope in his hand, his heart suddenly burst, and he lowered his eyes and shook his head: "No... I don't know. ”

"Can I see it?" Guan Mufeng shook the envelope, looked at her, and raised the corners of his mouth and said.

Qiao Yingying was flustered, I don't know what was written in this letter, if it was like those previous words, would Mr. be angry when he saw it?

"If you don't speak, I'll take you as a promise. Seeing her hesitant and empty-hearted, Guan Mufeng was secretly amused, and before she could speak, he had already begun to open the envelope.

Qiao Yingying didn't dare to stop it, so she had to watch him take out the exquisite letterhead inside, hold it between her fingers, and sweep the words on it line by line.

Guan Mufeng's expression didn't change much, and after reading it, he stuffed back the envelope.

"The handwriting is good. He said lightly, and got up to stuff the letter back into his bag.

"Wait a minute—" Qiao Yingying suddenly said.

He stopped, turned to look at her, raised an eyebrow, and said, "You want to see it?"

Qiao Yingying looked at him with a faint expression, and her heart was even more up, and she quickly shook her head: "No, I don't look at it." Sir, you can help me throw away the letter. ”

Guan Mufeng's face paused: "Thrown away?"

"Yes, I threw it. Qiao Yingying's originally hesitant attitude became resolute when she said the sentence just now, looking at Guan Mufeng's clear big eyes shining.

"I don't want to know what's written in it?" Guan Mufeng asked again.

"No, I won't pay attention to them anyway. Qiao Yingying continued to shake her head, her attitude quite firm.

As if a spring breeze was blowing on his face, Guan Mufeng's mood was suddenly happy and comfortable, and his face became gentle. Throwing the letter into the trash can next to him, he sat back in his chair, looked at Qiao Yingying, remembered something, squinted his eyes and asked, "You just said that they mean that more than one person wrote you this kind of letter?"

Qiao Yingying's eyes widened, thinking to herself how Mr. had even noticed this. She was even more weak-hearted, and replied, "Yes... There are several. ”

Guan Mufeng nodded noncommittally and became silent, she couldn't help but be anxious, and immediately explained: "The letters were all secretly stuffed into my bag by them while I wasn't paying attention, if I knew, I would definitely not accept them." ”

"Who are these people?" Guan Mufeng pursed his lips and asked.

Qiao Yingying was stunned for a moment, thinking that Mr. didn't know them again, so it was useless to ask, right? But seeing Guan Mufeng's serious face, she didn't dare not answer, so she reported some names and majors truthfully.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the ward, and Mi Xue came in with Shen Wanqiu and the others, followed by He Feng and Wu Xiaomei.

The ward suddenly became lively, and Mi Xue and the others surrounded Qiao Yingying's bed, but separated Guan Mufeng outside.

Seeing that everyone had something to ask Qiao Yingying, he got up and walked out of the ward, and in front of the window at the end of the aisle, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Principal Lin's number.

Principal Lin was having a drink with Wen Ran at home, and he was very happy to receive his call, and after chatting a few words, he smiled slightly and his tone became solemn.

"I know, I will handle this matter properly, thank you Mr. Guan for reminding me. ”

After chatting a few more words, he hung up the phone, his face a little strange.

"What's wrong? he's not satisfied?" Wen Ran asked with a frown.

"No, no, I should be quite satisfied with his tone, but I am a little surprised that he mentioned two other things. Principal Lin relayed Guan Mufeng's meaning, shook his head and said, "He runs such a large group, how can he have the energy to pay attention to these things, I really can't figure it out." ”

"Isn't it normal for people to take the trouble of caring about the school and the students since they are school directors? Wen Ran disagreed.

"That's right. Principal Lin laughed and said with a hint of admiration, "You said that this Mr. Guan is young and thoughtful, so thoughtful that even I have to admire this old Jianghu, but he is still upright, and he has the same attitude towards everyone, not at all like a businessman chasing fame and fortune." Do you say that he has always been like this, or is this career bigger and standing at the top. ”

"You ask me, I ask who goes. Maybe it has something to do with his upbringing. Wen Ran said, taking a piece of crystal elbow and stuffing it into his mouth.

"It's even weirder to say that. President Lin frowned, "I have checked his information on the Internet before, but I can't find anything else except his experience in college." You say, is it because he doesn't want others to know his background?"

Wen Ran glanced up at him, his eyes were a little disgusted: "You are also the president of a high school, why are you checking people's backgrounds if you have nothing to do?"

"Aren't I curious, besides, I haven't dealt with him before, and he suddenly took the initiative to donate so much money to the school, I can't have more eyes to check it?" Principal Lin sneered.

Wen Ran nodded: "100 million is indeed not a small number, he has donated so much to his alma mater, the University of Science and Technology, right? Thinking about it, it's true-" When he said this, the picture of Guan Mufeng and Qiao Yingying standing together suddenly flashed in his mind, and he suddenly lost his voice, and a knowing smile appeared on his face.

"Lao Lin, this is a hero who is sad to pass the beauty pass!"